Contagious. Being optimistic and getting flats. Herds of them lurking on the frenchie. Patching, yes. New tube & tire, yes. Glass, dime a dozen. Repeat & rinse.
Getting home from work wayyy after 9 ‹missed the vigil, 🙁 booo!› Getting another flat and not getting coffee in the last few hours, there was nothing better to cheer me up than this adorable gesture below.
Checked the mail and I found this lovely thank you card. Just made my evening. So nice! – Thanks for such lovely written notes inside, you all know who you are. ♥!!!

I must have thought I was already suffering from coffee withdrawal at 3PM because suddenly I started to panic. This intense smell of wonderfulness ,aka coffee in the making, suddenly slapped me in the face. Is my 5th dose of espresso love haunting me this afternoon already?? I thought. It was surreal when I turned the corner and I saw our San Francisco own Ritual Roasters at a booth. Not sure if they, per se made this bike, but they certainly made my afternoon.

Here are some pictures of bike stuff I saw around the fair. I was going for the robots and the light shows and the laser sawdust area. Many bike maker ninjas around, it was wheelfest out there.

Cycleciders.
High standards.
Beatle and bike.
Rocking the bike!
Leg powered. That spoke craftiness is just amazing.Bikes and tea lovers. This Guayaki shot is for spiderleggreen. I’m sure he’ll appreciate a little tea around here – as long as it’s caffeinated…
Frenchie awaits patiently at the bicycle parking area. Royal treatment 😀
“Hey girlie bike!!! but I’m right over here” he said as I was heading over to the train station- we all started cracking up.

I just wanted to share this with you all San Franciscans to know about the vigil this Wedensday, June 3rd from 6pm-8pm held for the two-journalists held in N.Korea. Laura Ling is one of my favorite women in media/journalism and she works locally for currentTV, SF-branch. It was a Vanguard short-documentary piece that introduced me to her absolutely outstanding journalist work. I enjoyed it tremendously, and have been a huge fan since. My prayers are with her and her colleague that they make it back home soon. Here is the link. See you all there. Nationwide Vigil June 3rd

A morning 19-mile bike ride was organized by the Rock The Bike! crew. We met at Dolores Park in San Francisco and rode all the way down the peninsula to San Mateo for the Maker Faire. I must say, it was a great view once I turned the corner of 18th and saw a huge crowd. Wonderful. The pace was very nice for the first few miles. Everybody’s energy was good, people around the Mission were asking what this was all about and suddenly we were down by Bayshore blvd.

Once we got passed the south area of the city and approaching the SFO area, I realized one thing. There was 5 of us. This super fun ride with tremendous amounts of people that drifted away from us, the slow mellow group and into misterious dissapearingland. What?! Where is everybody, and how the hell did everybody ride so fast? I know I’m slow, but I’m not THAT slow. And how were we at the end of the group? I knew I had to be somewhere in the middle.
I was still very happy to be riding and in for a longer ride than my usual Saturday, but it all just seemed quite strange that no one was around. There was the loading-trailer crew, but they were way back there. For the most part of the ride, it was a small slow group of, I’d say 5-6 of us with with some occasional fly-by’ers.

Slow crew in full effect.Tres amigos.

For last stretch Anna, my new slow-buddy rider and I made a few wrong turns (hello softball soccer parents in SUVs), made a quick stop in a gas station in Millbrae, rode in the middle of town in San Mateo, but we eventually made it. Reunited with the rest of the peeps, off I went to get my nerd on.

Caffeine is to me, what chamois butter is to Menchov. We both wear pink, we both ride on two wheels and I’m sure he gets a flat here and there as well. I’m sure he’s never ridden from San Francisco to see robots in the Maker Faire. Haaa!!